I Hope Your Mum Hates Him

I hope that your mum hates him I hope that your mum hates him I know that he's wonderful But I hope that your mum's not sure I hope that your mum hates him So then when you're under him Thinking he's wonderful You'll remember that your mum still likes me I hope he drinks bourbon I hope he's good fun There's no doubt you deserve it I hope he's the one I'm not being selfish I know that we're done But then when you take him home And say you're in love They'll still be a little piece of me left Stuck in the back of your head Each time you take him to bed And hold him close to your chest Cause over dinner she was asking if we're still in touch And sure enough you'll have to say yes I hope that your mum hates him I hope that your mum hates him I know that he's wonderful But I hope that your mum's not sure I hope that your mum hates him So then when you're under him Thinking he's wonderful You'll remember that your mum still likes me more Oh and he's a catch Bet he's a right Ryan Gosling Won't get too attached Because that's not what you want And I know that I'm not a patch So what else can I do man But imagine that your mum thinks that he's kind of a douchebag Hope he has bad manners that'll drive her bananas To you it doesn't matter But for her it's disastrous We want you to be happy And he might be the answer But that doesn't mean we don't think he's a right little bastard I hope that your mum hates him I hope that your mum hates him I know that he's wonderful But I hope that your mum's not sure I hope that your mum hates him So then when you're under him Thinking he's wonderful You'll remember that your mum still liked me more Oh but what if he's perfect? What if he's perfect? Oh f*ck, does that make me worthless? Does that make me worthless? I just want a little piece of me left Stuck in the back of your head For when he takes off your dress I just want a little piece of me left Stuck in the back of your head So I don't feel second best I hope that your mum hates him